Once well heeled gents
walked over me,
the famous and the fine.
I was the envy of the town
but now I'm in decline.
Where lords and ladies
walked on me,
now common people roam
and there are some,
I'm sad to say,
for whom I am their home.
A contest entry
- Sidewalk.... pavement.... poems by Melodies.
600 points, ended April 20, 2008, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hoodwinked
I absolutely love this one. It's short and sweet. Very nice once again! Congratulations on the Bronze!
~Koko~
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Hoodwinked
This is cute and creative. Congrats on your bronze trophy. Mice and rats do make homes in sidewalks. Good luck to you in your next writing endeavour. -
Hood-Winked!
This is brilliant
I love the effortless rhythm that you have created and the take on the prompt is wonderful! Congratulations on the bronze, it was really well deserved. I just don't know what to say apart from that 
Keep writing
Polly
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Great!
I loved it. it's so true sadly enough... humans take so many things for granted... like the road on which leads us to our calling!!! absolutly phenamonal -
lol...there goes the nieghborhood...very creative and well written piece here...congratulations on the bronze
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This is a splendid poem, most definitely!
It tells a story so profoundly well and has love tucked in. 
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for some reason i think of stevie smith...no bad thing that...the sense of whimsy undercut by the final lines. excellent
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